I should make a pinned post, huh?
I'm Robin, an anarchist non-binary trans lesbian that uses she/it pronouns, and I'm 28.
I'm into The Locked Tomb series, Soulsborne games, Signalis, and various other things.
I should make a pinned post, huh?
I'm Robin, an anarchist non-binary trans lesbian that uses she/it pronouns, and I'm 28.
I'm into The Locked Tomb series, Soulsborne games, Signalis, and various other things.
On a quiet morning, the aroma of freshly baked bread filled the street, signaling the start of a new day at your small bakery, a place you took immense pride in. For years, this bakery had been a haven where people from all around would gather to enjoy the warm, delicious pastries and bread that you carefully crafted. It was a symbol of hard work, a beacon of hope, and a destination for anyone seeking a taste of comfort amidst life's challenges.
But one day, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The sounds of bombing began to shake the city, and it wasn’t long before the fires of war reached your neighborhood. There was no warning, no chance to escape or save what you could. Shells rained down on the district that housed your beloved bakery. You watched helplessly from a distance, unable to do anything.
Minutes passed like hours. When the noise finally subsided, and the thick smoke that blocked out the sun began to clear, you looked towards your cherished place. It was destroyed.
The walls that once protected you and brought you closer to your customers had collapsed, and the oven where you had kindled the flames of hope had turned to ash. Everything was shattered, broken, as if that place had never been a sanctuary of peace and comfort.
But the destruction wasn’t just physical. The pain in your heart was far greater than any material loss, a place filled with beautiful memories now reduced to rubble. The moments when you saw smiles on people’s faces as they savored your bread, the laughter that echoed through the bakery—those were now just memories, dissolving in the ashes of devastation.
As days went by, you tried to piece together the fragments, not just of the bakery but of yourself as well. You knew rebuilding wouldn’t be easy, and the wounds left by the war wouldn’t heal quickly. But you also knew that the hope you had infused into your bread would remain alive in your heart, even if the tables and chairs were destroyed, even if the bakery itself was gone.
The bakery may have been destroyed by war, but its spirit lives on in you, in everyone who tasted your bread, and in everyone who walked into that small place and found a slice of happiness.
I hope you are all well, I am Hanan from Gaza, I am in dire need of donations please, we live in tents, the rain water is leaking and it is very cold, my house was bombed and we narrowly escaped death and my children were hit by shrapnel, I am a mother of two children, Dana, 3 years old and Adam, 2 months old, Adam was born during the war, I went out from the hospital to the tent, we cannot buy food because of the high prices, there are no winter clothes for my children, the situation is very difficult, I am in dire need of saving my children's lives from death, I want you to support my campaign for me to protect my children from the dangers of the war we are living between death, destruction and the smell of blood, please help me for my children, I hope with your humanity, kindness and doing good for my children, they die every day, I cannot see my children suffering greatly, suffering and displacement, we have been displaced several times, our tent was destroyed due to displacement, I cannot provide the minimum needs for my children. Please do not let me down. I need your support and donations so that I can collect and secure travel expenses and survive from death. Please help me, I will be very grateful🇵🇸🙏🥹.
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Hani Alanqar @haniyaseer03 lives with his family in Gaza. They once lived a peace and happy life before the war began. However their home, once a place of security and joyful memories, has now been reduced to rubble. The Alanqar family was forced to flee for their lives, traveling 15 kilometers to the south of Gaza to escape bombing and death. Since then, their lives have been eclipsed by suffering and fear.
Like everyone in Gaza, Hani and his family have been suffering from the lack of food, medical care, and other basic necessities available. Hani's father is sick, and his mother requires constant medical care, which is extremely hard to get in Gaza right now. His younger siblings have been lacking the food they need, putting their health and growth at risk. The whole Alanqar family has not had any safe or comfortable shelter for a long time.
Hani's final goal of €25,000 is not very high when compared to the costs of being trapped in Gaza, and the immensity of living under a genocide. However, despite having a very achievable goal, donations have been few and far between. Currently, he is at less than 12% of his goal!
This is not enough for Hani to buy the vital medical care and food his family need to survive. Hani has worked so hard and so diligently to keep his beloved family alive. Please, don't let his effort and love be in vain. Help them live. You can make a difference. Through your action, you can help them survive, and live happy lives once again someday.
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Hani and his family rely on your help for their survival! They urgently need money to buy food and medical care, please don't let them down! They can't afford for their campaign to slow down like this. Please share and donate, support them however you can!
Thank you very much 🌷❤🌹
Dear friends,
I’m sharing my story and my fundraising campaign to support my family, who have been devastated by war. Every share or small contribution can make a big difference. Please help spread the campaign and invite others to support us. Thank you to everyone standing with me. 🙏🍉🕊🌹
Hani Alanqar
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Hani reached out to me to add my support to his fundraiser.
omg did not expect to see “we have mainstream research evidence for transmisogyny now” this morning but happy friday?? thanks dr. devon price for pre-digesting it
and of course there’s the angle of, well lmfao yes trans women have been saying this in mainstream print since at least 2007 and doubtlessly in other fora for much longer, but sometimes an argument from authority has more force and how do we emotionally reckon with ongoing lack of agency in conversations about us, but i digressss
fact: 90% of scrollers quit right before seeing the post that changes the course of their lives forever
ever since critical role gentrified d&d I have spent every day of my life filtering the tags of dungeons and dragons podcasts. and to little success
There should be a way to say “there’s a loneliness crisis” without it being interpreted as saying “women need to put out more.”
It’s a problem of people having no friends as well, not just no romantic partners. And I don’t even think it’s necessarily affecting men much worse than women? Lots of lonely friendless women out there too.
The cool thing about elves is sometimes you'll kidnap them and then they'll stab you with a dagger they procured from who knows where.
I was typing an entire post about food issues and why I don't like wet food, until I remembered that unlike in Dutch, 'wet food' has a specific meaning in English. Just straight up deleted everything bc all I could see myself as was
Putting that beast (Ilta) in situations
Sexual themes